“So, are you meeting Justin tonight?” she asked me with a grin. I frowned to show her, for the tenth time, it was not a date.
“It’s just a study group,” I reminded her.
Her phone beeped and she started typing a message. “Do you know what he looks like?”
I shook my head and told her we both used face-free chatting. I never revealed my real picture online. Now that I thought about it, most of my contacts (or friends as some people refer to them) didn’t even know what I looked like. They saw cartoons, photographs, and clip art images that illustrated the idea of me.
“We never get personal,” I told her. “I don’t know anything about him except he has trouble writing thesis statements and conclusion paragraphs. He doesn’t even know my real name,” I added with a grin.
Erin set her phone down and met my eyes for the first time today. “You created a fake profile for a tutor site? Why bother?”
I shrugged and stretched my legs. “I want privacy,” I told her. “My dad’s practically a celebrity, but I don’t want people to assume just because I’m his daughter I agree with everything he’s doing. Besides, I never expected to meet Justin in person. I figured we’d study for a few classes and be done.”
She shook her head with amusement. “Does he even know you’re a girl?” she asked.
I couldn’t help but smile. “I guess we’ll find out.”
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